Keep Watching
- R
- Year:
- 2017
- 89 min
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(WOMAN SCREAMING)
(WOMAN GASPING)
Reporting to you live from Lynwood County
where a chilling scene
has been discovered by police.
The bodies of four family members
were found inside early this morning
in what police are describing
to be a brutal homicide.
We are collaborating with various
law enforcement agencies
on a possible connection to a previous
set of murders in Oakwood Glen.
(WHIMPERING)
Dozens of miniature cameras
were found inside the property,
hidden in household objects
such as smoke detectors,
bookshelves and light fixtures.
These killers are broadcasting
their crimes as a live feed.
Viewers apparently had no idea
that what they were watching
was happening in real life.
I thought that it was fake.
You just don't expect it to be real.
I kind of feel sick to my stomach
about it, but it's still entertaining.
It appears that these victims were given
the opportunities to defend themselves.
(WOMAN GRUNTS)
This played out like
some kind of deadly game.
The violence was kind of overwhelming...
- Gruesome and...
- Graphic.
But it was okay in the moment
because it was like a horror movie.
I was rooting for them.
I really didn't want them to die.
The whereabouts of a fifth family member
Marissa Vasquez are unknown tonight
as authorities continue to search
for the young woman missing
since the horrifying incident.
(SCREAMING)
Our working theory is that this feed
is being transmitted on a time delay.
(WOMAN SCREAMS)
FEMALE REPORTER:
These killersare treating their broadcasts
like a Hollywood horror movie,
designed with one chilling purpose...
...to entertain.
will these killers strike again?
And if so...
MAN:
(DISTORTED VOICE)How will they select their victims?
- (MOUSE CLICKS)
- (KEYBOARD CLACKING)
JAMIE:
I keep having this...This nightmare.
It starts the same every night.
There's, um...
There's a storm outside.
It's thunder and lightning and...
I feel like I'm not alone.
Like someone's watching me.
Who's watching you?
- JAMIE:
Her.- MAN:
Your mother?JAMIE:
Well, at first I just...I feel her presence.
But when the lightning flashes,
I can see her.
She's laying on the kitchen table.
And she's got a shroud over her.
MAN:
So what's happening in Jamie's world?JAMIE:
And I can see all these bugs,these spiders and cockroaches,
and they're just...
I'm fine.
They're just eating away at her.
MAN:
Are you feeling scared?No.
MAN:
Those are very scary images.It's okay to be scared.
It's perfectly normal to be scared.
Yeah.
MAN:
Sometimes letting yourself bevulnerable makes you stronger.
So do you think your father
has dealt with his grief well?
JAMIE:
No.He came home one day
with this new girlfriend.
MAN:
You must resent him for that.JAMIE:
I don't resent him. I resent her.MAN:
That's your stepmother, Olivia.How do you feel about Olivia?
JAMIE:
She's so different from my mom.I barely survived the first six months
of their marriage.
Now, I gotta be stuck with her
on a whole ten-day vacation.
(CRICKETS CHIRPING)
(KEYS JINGLING)
(ALARM BEEPING)
DJ:
I told you, you should have peedat the airport.
ADAM:
I understand that.(SIGHS)
It's not gonna be a problem.
I'm gonna take care of it.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
Is there some maid you hired I'm unaware of?
Coat on the rack,
suitcase out of the way. Come on.
Wait, wait, wait. Steve.
- JAMIE:
Dad!- Let me explain.
- JAMIE:
You're shouting.- Let me explain.
I'm gonna get you the money.
You have my word.
The deposit should go through any day now.
It's not like I'm trying to f*** you over!
I'm not trying to give you the runaround.
Look, I'm gonna work something out here.
(MICROWAVE BEEPS)
OLIVIA:
DJ, no food! It's almost 11:00.I know you can hear me.
You've gotta be kidding me.
Look, you don't have to threaten me.
Expect a check tomorrow afternoon.
Two days at most.
Okay, fine.
- Is it a healthy snack at least?
- It's gluten-free.
- Really?
- Hey. What?
- How do you eat this?
- It's delicious.
OLIVIA:
Ugh!Something smells good.
You guys have a snack without me?
JAMIE:
Uh, what happened tothe wallpaper in my room?
ADAM:
Just feeling it out.We were gonna run it by you.
Um, but you didn't.
And you just went into my room?
ADAM:
Look, I really thinkyou're really going to like it.
OLIVIA:
Look, I understand you're mad.Of course, we were gonna tell you first.
We just thought that we'd
find something that you liked.
JAMIE:
Funny, because I don't rememberanybody ever having a problem
with my wallpaper before. Right, DJ?
- Right, DJ?
- Yeah. Totally.
I mean,
actually, that wallpaper is kind of creepy.
Okay. This is really uncool.
Jamie...
You told me you were gonna ask her
before we tested the paint.
ADAM:
I was going to,and then I remembered how she reacted
when I asked if I could throw out
her Harry Styles posters.
OLIVIA:
This is not helping here.I mean, how'd she even see it?
(CREAKING)
(COMPUTER CHIMING)
(CREAKING)
(PHONE BEEPS)
Hey, Josh, it's me. I've left you
like a thousand messages
so just call me back when you get this.
(PHONE BEEPS)
DJ!
DJ!
DJ!
What?
My charger, why did you take it?
I don't know what you're talking about.
I have my own charger.
- JAMIE:
I don't believe you.- Fine.
JAMIE:
Wait!So, you're not screwing with me?
No. I'm being totally normal.
You should try it sometime.
JAMIE:
Wait, Deej, wait.- I'm sorry.
- Whatever.
Hey. Come on.
It's just you and me, right?
DJ:
Sure.OLIVIA:
DJ, take out the trash!(WATER FLOWING)
(RUSTLING)
- OLIVIA:
Oh, my, God! Sorry. I'm sorry.- JAMIE:
Hey! Get out!- OLIVIA:
Sorry.- JAMIE:
Get out of here!(PIANO KEY PLAYS)
(DOOR OPENS)
(TWIG SNAPS)
Cool.
You're gonna die!
Matt!
- I'm sorry, dude.
- You definitely frightened...
MATT:
Uh, so, that was too easy.You were just like a sitting duck, man.
- How you doing?
- DJ:
I'm all right.You survive Florida, my man?
Yeah. It was pretty boring. Hot as hell.
I went to the beach, went to dinner.
I'd rather be playing Xbox, but...
Oh. It's on already?
- Hell, yeah.
- Okay, I'm getting my revenge.
- DJ:
Let's do this.- MATT:
No, you can't push it like that.That is against the rules.
You can't do that, no!
You can't score. DJ, I'm gonna kick your...
- MATT:
Hey, bro.- You staying a while?
I don't... Um...
Yeah, this... It's kind of a long story.
Matt? It's 11:
30 at night.Wait, why didn't you just call us at least?
I was going to call, but Sheryl kind of
accidentally deliberately
threw my cell phone in the toilet.
But he's gonna be out of here in three days.
Tops. Three days tops.
Hi, Liv. How are you?
I'm good, thanks. Thanks for asking.
- OLIVIA:
How you doing?- Oh, my God.
No way. You're too hot for this guy.
This is stupid. This just doesn't even work.
- We got some pizza in the freezer.
- The two of you.
- Go get some food.
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